The scumbag's little ancestor hasn't fallen off the horse

Chapter 204 It's Peaceful With Him (Adjusted)

"It's more suitable for you to dress up more seriously. The black, dark gray, and navy blue suits you usually wear are very suitable. If you want to change your dressing style, you can start with the warm brown color..."

Fu Xiuyao carefully analyzed for him, and he listened to them one by one. He really didn't like white clothes.

Finally, she asked, "Shall I design clothes for you?"

When Feng Zhiting heard this, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, "Yes."

He remembered her changing the furniture layout, planning the party, and...

very many.

It seems that she can design anything, and she can conceive a world that others cannot imagine.

"You tell me your size, and I'll go back and design it for you."

"it is good."

Fu Xiuyao leaned against the sofa and lowered her eyes. She felt that getting along with him this night was very peaceful.

It's different from the tranquility when he was in the Feng family, it seems to be more humane.

Harmonious and comfortable.

It can be said that I have seen it in books before. The years are quiet and beautiful, which makes people like it.

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After Fu Xiuyao left with the photo, he was alone in the house planning his itinerary.

At the beginning, she said that she would be very busy this week. If she was considered "busy" at the beginning, it should be really busy, and it is not convenient for him to disturb her.

The purpose of his coming here is to show his face in front of Chu Shi to enhance his relationship. If it is not convenient to meet now, then it is meaningless for him to stay here.

When he returned to the bedroom, he found that a missed call on his mobile phone was from Wen Shaoquan.

He dialed the phone, and Wen Shaoquan's voice came from the phone immediately.

"Master Ting! I said yesterday that I will come to see you tomorrow, but tomorrow I temporarily added an itinerary. I will go to No. [-] Middle School in City A to take a group of photos, and then I will have dinner with some people. I will not go to your place in the evening. "

Feng Zhiting's eyelashes fluttered when he heard No. [-] Middle School in City A, and put one hand on the desk, "Okay, I will go to No. [-] Middle School in City A tomorrow afternoon."

"Yeah, I'm going in the afternoon too." Wen Shaoquan was surprised, "It's really a fate."

"If you meet her, don't show an attitude of knowing her." Feng Zhiting reminded lightly.

"Of course." Wen Shaoquan thought to himself that I'm not interested in your woman.

Wait, to be honest, it seems that he really has a "little" interest in someone who can be attracted by the aloof and abstinent Ting Ye.

Not long after Feng Zhiting hung up the phone, another video chat invitation was displayed on the phone.

After he connected, he saw a big face on the screen, and Chu Meng was staring at the phone screen with his eyes wide open desperately.

"Patriarch!" Chu Meng shouted excitedly.

He stared at the stern and resolute face on the screen, feeling in his heart that the Patriarch was still as majestic and indifferent as before, and no one was so downcast that he couldn't take care of himself.

"Patriarch, are you done eating and drinking?" Chu He pushed Chu Meng away, occupying three quarters of the screen, and asked earnestly.

"Who are you as the head of the house? Does the head of the house know how to take care of yourself?" Chu Qi stood on tiptoe behind the two of them and faced the screen of the mobile phone. However, the two elder brothers occupied most of the positions, and he could only reveal a black top of his head. .

Feng Zhiting felt helpless towards the attitude of the three of them. The three of them were afraid that he would not be able to live well outside.

"Patriarch, are you doing well? Is the meal delivered from outside? Is it unsafe?" Chuhe asked persistently.

He was shocked when he heard that someone delivered food today. Could it be that the head of the house cooked the food himself?
how is this possible?The head of the house cooks, it's scary to think about it.

Feng Zhiting didn't answer this meaningless question, Tong Tong knew, "I'll go back to Feng's house tomorrow night, and I'll be back next week."

(End of this chapter)